Monolith

Never short of a boulder or two at the Ss. This one stands facing the gate, very patiently, never in much of a hurry.

I called round on my brief escape from our house this afternoon. It seemed quite like spring. Much of the snow has melted.

R and M were just about to go shopping, so I didn't stay long, but time enough for a cup of tea and a chat, with all the dogs and cats too. Our dark brood were all inquisitive sniffs when I returned.